Tryna Feel How U Feel lyrics

[Intro]
(D. Hill)

[Verse]
I'm comin' like this all the time, uh
I'd rather be closer with dimes, uh
I'm ballin' around with my 9, uh
I'm ridin' around, b*tch, I’m ridin'
I put the diamonds on my b*tch, now she actin' cool, huh
I put the chopper out the cooler
Show these n*ggas what to do, uh
Shootin' out the back still, huh
Uh, told the ho', "Hold the wheel", huh
Uh, I'm tryna feel how you feel, uh
Uh, I'm tryna feel how you feel
Let's get it, yeah
I ride with the stick
I ride with a cooler, that b*tch like, "Uh-uh"
Yeah, it's long like a ruler, it's long like a ruler
Yeah, uh, the n*ggas not with me
Them b*tches intruders, uh
Yeah, they shootin', they shootin', they shootin', they shootin', uh
Livin' life just like a movie, uh
b*tch I shoot like du-du, yeah
I get to it, uh-uh
Yeah, live my life like this 'cause you only live once
I'ma smoke that boy like a blunt
I'ma f*ck on so many c*nt
All these n*ggas, they know I'm on X game mode, but I like to stunt
I came in this b*tch so blunt
I don't give a f*ck 'bout nun'
Uh, stay with them cash, yeah
Stay with the bag, 250 bag, uh
250 cash, huh
Throwin' it back, throwin' it back, uh
My life lavish, huh, this a lesson...
I'm in Atlanta, uh, live where my broad, [?]
We got it goin', uh, get this sh*t goin'
It's Opium gang, uh
Open your mouth, uh
Get turned into a stain, get turned into a stain, uh
You get to payin', uh
Sippin' the pain, we sippin' on drink, uh
I like to drink, uh, it's helpin' me think
It's helpin' me think, uh
She want the chain, uh
She suckin' my di*k, she suckin' the demon, uh
Bought her a ring, uh, she married to me
She married the team, uh, she married the gang
n*ggas not lame, we got our own gang, uh
Do what you want, uh
We do what we can
We do what we can, uh
f*ck all these n*ggas and f*ck all these b*tches
We countin' his money, yeah, I'm tryna get richer
Let's get it lil' bih', uh, uh
House in them hills, uh, uh
On top of the buildin', uh, yeah
I'm high like the ceilin'
You know how I'm feelin', you know how I'm feelin'
Yeah, n*ggas been getting, my n*ggas been getting
Really we be chilling, facts, we chilling
We up in the hills, ice in my mouth
I really be grilling, uh
These b*tches, they f*ckin' on Carti 'cause Carti, he got some millions
Yeah, all these n*ggas my sons, better get a b*tch play with me, yeah
[Outro]
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